Date: Fri, 13 Mar 2020 13:59:16 -0700 From: Jojo Starr Subject: Barbara - Chapter 7 Author's note: Please donate to Nifty if you're able! Every little bit helps to keep these fun and exciting stories up and available for everyone to read! BARBARA Chapter 7 Barbara woke up the next morning having slept better than she had in nearly a week. Almost instantly, she realized she was still tied to the bed and gagged, and began to marvel at the fact that she'd slept so well without being able to move all night. She caught some motion from the corner of her eye and turned her head to see the picture frame on the nightstand next to her still flashing images of herself in various states of bondage. Almost immediately her loins sprang to life as she recalled all the wonderful thrills she'd received in those various states, and especially the series of incredible orgasms she'd had last night while looking at those images. Wow, that had been swesome. She didn't even remember falling asleep - she must have completely passed out after one of her orgasms. But she'd also had the vibrator on, and now it clearly wasn't on anymore, so she must have somehow switched it off before passing out. She thought it was strange that she didn't even remember doing that. She wanted to get up, use the bathroom, and shower, but after pulling for a minute or two on her bonds, she knew there was no way she was getting up until Julie came in here and untied her. Which meant that she would have to lie here, these images flashing next to her, continually reminding her of what a dirty, perverted, submissive dolly slut she was, and how she was completely and utterly under the control of her beautiful and incredibly sexy 13 year-old niece. She only felt the slightest pang of guilt. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she thought this was a little odd. Shouldn't she be telling herself this was horrible and wrong? But that voice seemed far off and distant now. Much more clearly, in the forefront of her mind, was the expectation that Julie was going to come in here whenever she was ready, and Barbara was going to do whatever she said and submit to whatever twisted and perverted plans Julie had in store for her today. What was going on?? Was she actually accepting her role as Julie's submissive bondage doll? Maybe she was. And maybe that's just how it had to be. It's not like she could tell Julie no. Julie had way too many compromising photos of her. There was no way she could let any of those get out. Yes, the photos were part of it. But if she was truly honest with herself, she enjoyed it. No, that wasn't right. She was completely overwhelmed with the thrilling perversion of it all. She was captivated. Ensnared. Hook, line, and sinker. Nothing had brought her to such thrilling heights and she knew that nothing else would ever come close. This was it. This was the ultimate high. Serving as a bondage dolly to this perfectly gorgeous and perfectly perverted girl was beyond anything else that life could offer. She was in. This was her life now. Watching the photos of herself flash across the screen only reinforced that. Then the doorknob clicked. Barbara felt a pang of panic. The door opened and Julie poked her head in. "Good mooorning!" she sang. Barbara relaxed a little and felt her clit twitch. Should she say 'good morning'? She still had a gag in her mouth... "Did my Barbara dolly sleep well?" Julie asked as she entered the room. Barbara nodded. Julie smiled. "I bet you had lots and lots of dolly cummies looking at all these pictures of yourself tied up, didn't you?" Again, Barbara nodded, feeling herself blush slightly as she felt her clit twitch at the same time. Julie giggled. "Were they big ones?" Barbara felt her blush deepen as she nodded again. Julie grinned. "I bet they were. I know there's nothing my dolly loves more than being tied up for me," she said. "It's too bad I missed them. But you deserved them. You were a very good dolly yesterday." Barbara felt warm and fuzzy at hearing this from Julie. She loved it when she made Julie happy. She wanted to make Julie happy all the time. Julie approached her and began to untie her. "I bet my dolly probably has to use the potty, doesn't she?" Julie asked. Barbara nodded. Pretty badly, she might add. Julie finished untying her, but left her gag in place. "Okay Barbara dolly, let's stand up now," Julie said, holding a length of rope in her hands. Barbara sat up and then got off the bed, standing up on the floor. "Hands out and wrists together," Julie said casually, holding the rope. Barbara did as she was told, remembering the process from yesterday. Julie tied her wrists together with the rope and, after cinching it off, left a tether that she held onto that extended about two feet. "Okay dolly, let's go use the potty now," Julie said. Barbara turned and walked into the bathroom, still a little uneasy at having Julie in there with her. It wasn't quite as awkward as it was yesterday, but she still felt very self-conscious about the fact that she was about to sit on a toilet and urinate in front of a 13 year-old girl. Barbara lifted the toilet lid and turned around to sit down. At least she didn't have to worry about trying to push her panties down with her hands tied again. This time the only thing she was wearing was that bra that still squeezed her nipples out through two holes in the front. Barbara sat down, still very conscious of the girl who stood less than two feet from her, watching her every move. She tried not to think about it and focused on relaxing. Soon, she was peeing forcefully into the bowl, sighing heavily with relief. "Good girl, Barbara dolly!" Julie praised, hearing the heavy stream of pee. Barbara blushed deeply at this, which somehow made her feel like a little girl in her parents' bathroom, peeing for the first time. She was terribly embarrassed, but somehow her heart began to beat a little bit faster with excitement. She knew this was terribly wrong, but she also knew this was her life now and she would have to accept it. After Barbara finished, she tore off some toilet paper, wiped, and flushed. "Good job, Barbara dolly," Julie said. "Now, you probably feel like you need a shower, don't you?" Barbara nodded. Yes! It was like Julie was reading her thoughts! She felt especially in need of a shower after all that crazy makeup yesterday and all that sweating she did at the mall. "I think it's time you had one too," Julie said, reaching over to turn on the faucet. "Which means this, unfortunately, is going to have to come off," Julie said, reaching up to caress the bra cups of the restrictive, tight bra Barbara had on. Barbara felt her heart beat faster at Julie's touch. "I hate to take it off," Julie said, marveling at her dolly's distended nipples. "They just look so pretty and puffy. And flickable." With that, Julie pressed her middle finger against the edge of her thumb and flicked first one tight nipple, then the other. "MMMPH!" Barbara squealed after the first flick, and again after the second. Her nipples had been squeezed so tight for so long the flicks were quite painful, but also somehow incredibly thrilling. Julie giggled adorably at her dolly's reaction. She flicked her nipples again, and then again, giggling delightedly at her dolly's tense jolts and squeals. "You're so funny, dolly!" Julie laughed. Julie then bent down to feel the water. "Okay, it feels warm enough now," she said. "Time to take this off. Turn around now." Barbara turned her back toward Julie and Julie then unclasped the bra. Immediately, Barbara felt relief as her breasts let their full weight rest against her body. It felt like they had been encased in that thing for an eternity! But her nipples were still stuck in the tight holes at the front of the bra. "Okay, back around now," Julie said. Barbara turned back to face Julie, and Julie untied Barbara's wrists. She then pulled the bra down off of Barbara's nipples. Immediately, Barbara felt the blood rush back into her nipples, sending little spikes of feeling through them, causing her entire body to tingle. "Wooow," Julie said, marveling at the deep red rings around her dolly's nipples where they had been poking through the bra. "That's so cool." Barbara even marveled at them herself for a while. She'd never seen her nipples in this kind of state before. Barbara then expected Julie to take her gag off now and let her get in the shower. So she was surprised when Julie gave her next order. "Okay, wrists back together, dolly," Julie said. What? How did Julie expect her to wash herself if her hands were tied? Barbara must have hesitated slightly as she held out her wrists for Julie, who seemed to pick up on her confusion. "You didn't think I was going to let you bathe yourself, did you?" Julie said, tying her dolly's wrists together again. Well... Barbara thought. Actually... "Silly Barbara dolly," Julie said, cinching off her dolly's wrists. "It's a dolly's job to be tied up, gagged, and played with! Dollies aren't supposed to be doing things like washing." Barbara was still confused. Did this mean...? "You belong to me," Julie said. "So that's my responsibility. I oversee every part of your life, and that includes making sure you get properly clean." With that, Julie began to strip off her clothing. Barbara watched in amazement as Julie pulled off her shirt, revealing the most perfect pair of young, pert breasts imaginable, and proceeded to push down her panties as if this was nothing at all out of the ordinary. Barbara swallowed dryly as she beheld her beautiful thirteen year-old mistress completely nude for the first time in all her sensual glory. It was a breathtaking sight. Barbara was definitely aroused, but more than that, she was humbled. This girl was absolutely stunning. Nothing could match the sheer perfection of the form in front of her. She was nothing short of a goddess, and Barbara felt her knees weaken, almost as if she was in the presence of the divine. Julie was still shaved completely bare between her legs, and for the first time Barbara caught herself wondering whether this was something Julie did on a regular basis, or if it was something she did specifically she did for Barbara's eyes. Either way, she figured, it didn't matter. Julie was perfect and that's all there was to it. If Barbara wasn't fully committed a few seconds ago, she definitely was now. She was practically trembling before the sight in front of her. She would do anything and everything for this girl - if for no other reason than to simply behold this sight again. She could barely believe that something so perfect was in such close proximity to her, and would actually want anything to do with her. 'Yes, Julie,' she thought right then and there. 'I am yours. Do with me what you will.' Julie then turned and pulled up the handle to turn on the shower head. "Okay, in," Julie said, nodding for Barbara to step into the shower. Barbara stepped into the shower and felt the warm water gently beating down upon her skin and cascading down her body. It felt wonderful. Julie stepped in after her and closed the shower curtain behind them. They were now facing each other, naked, and in a very small enclosed area. It was terribly intimate, and Barbara felt herself shudder as Julie smiled at her. She almost felt like falling to her knees and worshipping at the girl's feet. "You're so pretty, Barbara dolly," Julie said. Me?! Barbara thought, nearly bursting out with laughter. Now that was funny, coming from a goddess like Julie. Barbara certainly didn't feel like the pretty one here. But she said nothing and just stood there, looking at Julie, drinking in the sight of her perfect body. But Julie kept staring at her and suddenly Barbara felt uneasy. Was it hot in here? Yes, of course - it was a shower - but there was something beyond that. Barbara was taken back to when she first arrived here and noticed those strange and wonderful glances from Julie. They were hypnotic and intoxicating, suggestive of something that Barbara couldn't quite pinpoint. Just like Julie was looking at her right now. What was Julie going to do? Barbara could hardly stand the intensity of all this staring. She felt like she was going to melt into a puddle. And then, Julie took Barbara's bound hands and, raising them up, stepped closer and placed them around her head, resting Barbara's arms on her shoulders. They were now inches apart and looking into each other's eyes. Oh God, Barbara thought. Oh God oh God oh God. "I'm so lucky to have you, Barbara dolly," Julie said in a soft and breathy voice that nearly caused Barbara's knees to give out. The heat between them was unbelievable. Julie's hands slowly slid from Barbara's arms down to her waist, which they gently encircled. Barbara's heart was pounding so hard it felt like it would burst out of her chest. The shower walls seemed to be closing in around them. For the first time since Barbara had arrived, Julie looked almost vulnerable. It was sweet, and unbearably intense. Barbara had never seen Julie's guard slip even for a second. What was going on?? Then Julie spoke again. "You make me feel..." And in that pause, Barbara's heart stopped. GAWD this was intense! Julie's eyes closed, only for a second. "...SO good..." she breathed. Oh God she was sexy. Oh good fucking God. Barbara was hot. Everywhere. She couldn't believe this was actually happening. She could feel the heat from Julie's body radiating against her, making her hotter still. What was going ON?? Was Julie just messing with her? Was this all some kind of sick, twisted prank? And just then, Julie raised herself up on her tiptoes, her eyelids fluttering closed. And then, her lips were on Barbara's. Her soft, moist, warm lips were pressing against Barbara's own. It was heavenly. But Barbara was still gagged with the knee sock and didn't know what to do. Should she kiss Julie back? Oh God, how she wanted to! But was that too presumptuous? Would Julie scold her for it? Or worse?? Barbara just stood there, frozen, feeling the girl's soft lips gently pressing against her own, getting hotter, and hotter, and hotter. Julie didn't pull back. Instead, her hand slid up from Barbara's waist to her back and pulled their bodies even closer together. At the same time, Julie's mouth opened wider, spreading her lips further across Barbara's. She tilted her head and kissed Barbara fully and squarely, sealing her lips as best she could around Barbara's gagged mouth. Barbara trembled. Oh God. Was that an orgasm? It almost felt like one! Holy fucking shit -- this perfect goddess was pressed against her naked body and fully kissing her lips. Barbara had died and gone to heaven. How was this even real?? Julie continued kissing her, sensually sliding her lips across Barbara's, breathing hotly into her mouth, making the hairs on the back of Barbara's neck stand up. Barbara could feel Julie's hard, tight nipples pressing into her flesh as the water poured and cascaded over their bodies. Julie's abdomen was against hers and Barbara was almost sure she could feel the heat from between Julie's perfect legs. She trembled again. Julie breathed a heavy sigh, then slowly extended her tongue, running it first along Barbara's lower lip, then along her upper. Then she pulled back slightly and looked deep into Barbara's eyes, their faces inches apart. Barbara was flushed everywhere. She was practically panting for breath and trembling. She had never been so hot - so delirious with lust - in her life. She couldn't believe she'd just embraced and practically French-kissed the most beautiful creature on the planet - her 13 year-old niece. She felt like her knees were about to give out. Julie's lips slowly spread into a grin as she blinked. "Wow," she said, taking a quick sigh. "That was fun!" And just like that, the moment was gone. What the... Barbara was confused. What the hell was that? Was that all an act?? Why would Julie even...? "Well we can't spend all day in the shower, can we?" Julie said, slipping out from under Barbara's arms. "We need to get cleaned up. There's lots to do today!" Barbara's mind was spinning. Why would Julie mess with her like that? That was so cruel! It felt so real, so perfect. It felt like they were actually connecting on some deeper level... like this meant something to Julie. Did this mean nothing to her? Nothing at all?? Julie grabbed the shampoo and squirted some into her hand. "Turn around, dolly," she said. Barbara absent-mindedly turned around and felt Julie's hands running through her hair, mixing the shampoo up in it. It felt really nice, but Barbara still couldn't shake everything going through her head. She went all the way back to the beginning - those adorable, hypnotic stares from Julie that had to mean something. Then the conversation they had at the breakfast table, where Julie assured her they had something special together. The 'talk' Julie had with her when she was tied up and gagged on Julie's bedroom floor. Barbara couldn't believe that Julie was just playing around. She had to feel it too. But then why does she act like she's just goofing around and messing with her? Is that all part of this whole thing - part of their 'relationship'?? If so, it was really messed up! Especially since Barbara was so infatuated with her! But maybe that was the whole point, Barbara thought. Julie knew Barbara was into her - desperately, passionately so - and used that knowledge to mess with her. In a weird way, it kind of made sense. Julie is her mistress. She's the one in control. She can do whatever she wants, and Barbara simply has to deal with it. Barbara was slowly beginning to realize that this was the core of a dominant/submissive relationship. She, as the submissive, would have to endure whatever mean, cruel, outlandish, and even downright crazy games Julie wanted to play, even if it really hurt her. That's how head-over-heels Barbara was for this girl and how addicted she was to pleasing her. Because there was always that chance, that hope that Julie wouldn't be playing around for once - that she would be nice and merciful and allow Barbara to feel as good as she wanted to feel. And that made everything worth it. But oh God, how cruel were Julie's teases! They were so horribly cruel! But also so terribly hot, and that's what kept Barbara coming back for more. "Okay, let's rinse this out," Julie said, bringing Barbara back to the present. Julie pulled the shower head off its base and began to rise the shampoo out of Barbara's hair. As she did so, she ran her free hand through Barbara's hair again and again, soothing and calming Barbara, causing her eyelids to flutter closed. "Okay," Julie said, placing the shower head back in place. "Now it's time for dolly to get soaped up." With that, Julie took the bar of soap and began to rub it in her hands, getting her hands thick with soapy lather. Julie then placed the soap back on the shelf and proceeded to place her hands on Barbara's shoulders, rubbing the soap all along her skin. Barbara was surprised Julie wasn't using a washcloth, which she expected. But this skin-to-skin contact felt wonderful, and she wasn't about to complain about Julie's hands roaming all over her body. Julie worked her way up Barbara's neck to her face, and spent quite a bit of time delicately lathering her cheeks, nose, chin, and forehead. She then went back to the soap bar, and then went back to Barbara's arms, working the soap all along them. Next was Barbara's back, then her stomach and abdomen. Julie lathered the soap all up and down Barbara's abdomen and stomach, working her way up her her large breasts. Finally, Julie's hands slid over Barbara's breasts, squeezing and kneading them again and again as she grinned and looked up into Barbara's eyes. "We've gotta make sure these get EXTRA clean!" she said. Barbara could feel a heavy stirring between her legs as Julie worked her breasts over and over with her hands. If she kept going, Barbara thought she could get off just from this alone! Almost as if Julie sensed this, she moved her hands away and slid them around Barbara's waist to her back. Julie moved her own body close as she had her hands around Barbara's back, sliding them lower to her butt cheeks. Julie looked up into Barbara's eyes as her hands slid down over her round ass, soaping and rubbing up and down, back and forth. It felt wonderful. "Gotta make sure this gets really clean, too," Julie said, then slid one hand down between Barbara's cheeks, soaping up her ass crack. Barbara gasped as she felt Julie's warm, thin fingers sliding up and down her ass crack, especially as their bodies were so close. Once again, it felt terribly intimate, just like it had before when Julie kissed her, but this time Barbara tried not to get her hopes up too much. Still, it was impossible not to be incredibly aroused. Julie's eyelids lowered slightly, giving her that hypnotic look once again. Barbara felt herself getting hotter. "Gotta make sure every part of my dolly is clean," Julie said, before dipping her middle finger down to rub it against Barbara's tight asshole. Barbara tensed as she felt Julie's finger rub her in this terribly sensitive spot. She had never put anything up her ass before and wasn't sure she would even like it, but right now, staring into Julie's eyes, having her asshole rubbed by this perfect goddess, she was willing to give in to anything. She readied herself, waiting for Julie to invade her. And then, Julie's fingers moved back up as her body moved away. Barbara blinked and had to re-steady herself, having almost fallen over. God, she was such a tease! Julie then got a little more soap on her hands and soaped up Barbara's thighs. She then slowly slid her hands around to Barbara's lower abdomen, rubbing the soap through her pubic hair. Julie's hands had minimal soap on them as she began to slide them a little further down. "One more area we've got to wash really well," Julie said, moving her right hand over Barbara's vulva. As soon as Julie's hand pressed in, her eyes widened. "Oh my!" Julie exclaimed. "Looks like dolly's been doing a little soaping up of her own!" Barbara felt herself blush. She knew she was wet down there, but didn't know quite how much until she felt herself ooze all over Julie's hand. "I wonder if we can use this soap to get you clean," Julie said, leaving Barbara's slick juices on her hand and using them to 'wash' her pussy. Barbara gasped as she felt Julie's hand begin to rub her back and forth, spreading her juices all around her folds. Oh God, oh fuck. This was incredible. Feeling Julie's warm, thin fingers rubbing her back and forth was wildly intense. Julie's hand was pressing more firmly and rubbing in small circles, occasionally grazing her clit. Oh shit, she was close. She could easily come right now. But she didn't dare - not without Julie's permission. "What do you think, dolly?" Julie said, rubbing Barbara in those tight little circles as she looked up into her eyes. "Is this getting you clean right now?" Barbara's head spun. She didn't know if she was getting any cleaner, but she was definitely getting closer to orgasm! She decided to play this game and go along with the idea that Julie was 'washing' her. She nodded. "It is?" Julie asked. "Hmm, I don't think so. Maybe I should wash you harder." With that, Julie rubbed her more firmly, moving more of her ministrations over Barbara's clit. "Mmmph!" Barbara squeaked. Oh God, she was close. But she had to hold back... "What's wrong, dolly?" Julie said. "Is this not working? Should I wash even harder?" With that, Julie doubled her pace, rubbing even faster on Barbara's clit. Oh FUCK! Barbara was on the edge now. Please Julie... PLEASE, Barbara wanted to scream. "MMMPH!" "What's wrong, dolly?" Julie said. "You can tell me." "MMPH!" Barbara squeaked. "MMM-uum--CMMMM! MMM-mm-CMMMM!" "What's that?" Julie said. "You're about to have a dolly cummy?" "MM-HMMMM! MM-HMMMM!" Barbara cried. "Naughty, dolly!" Julie said, not letting up on her rubbing. "You're supposed to be getting clean, not having a dolly cummy!" "Mmmmmph!" Barbara whimpered, her legs shaking. She didn't know how much longer she would be able to hold out. "You really are dirty and perverted, thinking about having a dolly cummy when you're supposed to be getting clean," Julie said. "Mmmmmmph," Barbara whimpered. This was so intense! "Pmmmmeeemph! Pmeeeemph!" she pleaded. "You really want it badly, don't you dolly?" Julie said, continuing to rub her at the same quick pace. "MM-HMMMMPH! MM-HMMMMPH!" Barbara squealed. "Beg me for it," Julie said, rubbing just a little faster. "Beg me for your dolly cummy." "PMEEEEEMPH! PMEEEEEMPH! MMPH-DMMMMMEEE-CMMMMEEEE!!" Barbara huffed. Anything. Anything to spill over the edge. "MM-DMMMMEEE CMMMMMEEEEE!! PMEEEEEMPH!!!" she squealed. She was so close it hurt. And then Julie's hand was gone. "Silly dolly," she said. "It's way too early in the day for a cummy!" Julie giggled sweetly. Barbara was huffing, panting, struggling to stay upright. She couldn't believe this. Was she really going to be denied right now?? Her clit ached terribly and she was incredibly tempted to finish herself off right there and then, especially since her hands were tied in front of her. But what would Julie do if she did? Was it worth it? No. As badly as she wanted it, it definitely wasn't worth it. She was just going to have to stand here, all hot and bothered, and wait in frustration as her arousal gradually waned. "Well, let's finish up," Julie said, grabbing the soap and lathering up her hands again. "We've got things to do today!" Julie then set about washing the rest of Barbara's legs and her feet. When she was done, she took the shower head down and proceeded to rinse Barbara off. "Honestly, dolly," Julie said as she rinsed Barbara, "you get way too worked up over the littlest things. I mean, wanting a dolly cummy when you're in the shower and supposed to be getting clean? You really are a dirty, perverted dolly slut." Barbara felt her cheeks and neck heat up with a blush. She knew what Julie was saying was all part of the act - this whole dom/sub thing - but part of her still felt a little shame at hearing the words come from Julie's mouth. "I mean, honestly, dolly," Julie went on, "what is it that got you so worked up? You do realize you're in the shower with a thirteen year-old girl, right? Is that what it is? Are you excited by seeing my naked, thirteen year-old body?" Oh shit, Barbara thought, feeling her blush deepen. It was one thing to dismiss Julie's earlier talk as part of an act, but this was hitting a little too close to home. She couldn't deny that she did, in fact, feel aroused at seeing Julie naked for the first time. She really WAS dirty and perverted! This was horrible. "Dolly, I asked you a question," Julie said, putting the shower head down. "Does it get you excited to look at my naked, thirteen year-old body?" Fuckfuckfuck. Barbara really didn't want to answer. But she had to. Her mistress was asking her a question. Slowly, she nodded. "I didn't hear you," Julie said. Barbara swallowed dryly. "Mm-hmmmff," she eked out shamefully. "You realize that you're a grown, forty year-old woman, right dolly?" Julie said. Barbara squeezed her eyes shut. "Mm-hmmmff." "And you realize," Julie went on, "that grown, forty year-old women don't get excited by looking at naked, thirteen year-old girls unless they are very dirty, very perverted lesbian sluts, right?" Barbara felt a terrible wave of humiliation wash over her body. Why was Julie dragging this out so much? It was painful! "Mm-hmmmff," she mewled. "So you agree then," Julie said, "that by looking at my naked, thirteen year-old body and getting excited, you are a very dirty and very perverted lesbian dolly slut, aren't you?" Barbara wanted to crawl under a rock and die. "Hmm-hmmmff," she eked out. "Aw, you're so ashamed of yourself and that's cute!" Julie said sweetly. "I know you can't help it. And you know you can't help it. That's why you're my little pet bondage dolly. No one else accepts you for who you are, but I do. That's why you belong to me. "And it's why I get to do whatever I want with you," Julie said. "If anyone else knew about your secret, perverted desires... well, let's just say that wouldn't work out in your favor, would it? But... I like playing with dolls, and you like being a dirty, perverted, lesbian bondage dolly, so it all works out. It's a win-win!" Barbara hung her head in shame. Everything Julie said was true. If anyone found out about any of this, her life as she knew it would be over. She was utterly and completely at Julie's mercy. Yes, this kind of arrangement they had could be wildly thrilling and take her to the craziest heights imaginable, but it could also be brutally humiliating. "Now," Julie said, turning off the water. "Let's dry off and get out. We really need to get on with the day." Julie then grabbed a towel and dried Barbara off before drying herself off. She then picked up the loose tether hanging from Barbara's wrists and stepped out of the shower, pulling Barbara with her. Julie led Barbara down the hall to the room Barbara was staying in. "Hmm... what can we have you wear today?" Julie said, opening a drawer on Barbara's dresser. "How about something simple?" she said, pulling out a black lace bra and matching panties. She threw them on the bed, then turned to Barbara. Julie put her hand up to her chin and looked as if she was in thought. "Hmm," she said. "I think maybe I should get dressed first. Wait here," she said, tying the end of the tether to the bedpost and walking out of the room. Barbara looked down at the matching black lace bra and panties that Julie had picked out for her. They had bought them at the mall the other day and Barbara felt her nipples harden just by looking at them. She knew that wearing them would make her feel sexy, and if Julie paid her a compliment in them, she knew she would be able to stay aroused for quite some time. A few minutes later Julie came back into the room, and Barbara's eyes widened in surprise. Julie was wearing the shiny black vinyl teddy they had bought at the mall the other day, and seemed to be swinging her hips just a little more than usual as she walked up to Barbara. Barbara was stunned. She looked unbelievably sexy. If there was any doubt in Barbara's mind that Julie was her mistress, that doubt vanished right then and there, seeing Julie in that black vinyl teddy. "This was a good purchase the other day, don't you think?" Julie said, placing her hands flat against her abdomen, pressing the vinyl smooth. Fuck yes, it was, Barbara thought. "Mm-hmmff," she said, nodding. "It feels good," Julie said, running her hands over the shiny black material. "I think I'll be wearing this a lot from now on." Barbara's knees were about to give out. All Julie had to do was walk around in that all day and Barbara would probably be able to orgasm without even touching herself. "But now we need to get you dressed," Julie said, picking up the lace panties and holding them out for Barbara. "There are some things I need to show you. You haven't been properly introduced to all my dolls yet." Barbara stepped into the panties and then Julie untied her hands to help her put her bra on. Julie then untied Barbara's gag so she could brush her teeth, and then plugged in the hair dryer to dry her dolly's hair. Julie then led her into the kitchen so her dolly could eat breakfast. "All done?" Julie asked when Barbara had finished breakfast. Barbara nodded. "Good. Then let's go," Julie said. With that, she got up and walked back down the hall to her room. Barbara felt her clit spring back to life as she watched Julie walk down the hall in that black teddy, the majority of her ass cheeks visible as she swung her hips while walking down the hall. As if pulled by a force other than her own will, Barbara got up and followed her mistress down the hall to her room. "First thing's first," Julie said. "Stand right here." Barbara stood where Julie pointed and saw that there was a chair placed off to the side of Julie's bed, and on Julie's bed were several lengths of rope. Julie picked one up and approached Barbara. "Now hold still," Julie said as she proceeded to tie a crotch rope on Barbara, pulling it snug so it spread her pussy lips, running right through them, and tightly up her ass crack, where Julie tied it off at her waist. Barbara sighed at the tension running through her crotch. It was such a thrilling treat to wear one of these. "Now, hands behind your back," Julie said, picking up another piece of rope. Barbara did as her mistress instructed and placed her hands behind her back. She felt Julie tying her wrists together, cinching them off snugly. She then felt another length of rope begin to wind around her arms just above her elbows. As Julie wrapped the rope around her arms, it pulled her arms closer and closer together until her elbows were almost touching. This was incredibly restrictive and had the effect of pulling her shoulders back quite far, causing her chest to thrust out. She felt Julie cinch this off and then felt another rope wrapping around her forearms just below her elbows, pulling them even closer together still. This was even more restrictive than when Julie had put her in the hogtie the other day. There was no way she could move either arm even a fraction of an inch. "Okay dolly, feet together," Julie said. Barbara did as she was told and Julie then proceeded to tie a rope around Barbara's thighs just above her knees and cinched it off. Julie then picked up the chair next to her bed and placed it right behind Barbara. "Okay, now sit down, dolly," she said. Barbara bent her knees and plopped down straight onto the chair. The jolt she got from the crotch rope sliding along her crotch as she bent down was thrilling, and she gasped sharply at the tension it created as she plopped down on the chair seat. "Good girl, dolly," Julie said. "Now scoot all the way back." Barbara wriggled to the back of the chair, feeling more incredible tension from the crotch rope between her lips, until she pressed her tightly bound arms to the back of the chair. Somehow, sitting like this - straight up, her torso a strict 90 degree angle to her legs, while being tightly bound and wearing a crotch rope - was wildly thrilling. "Good," Julie said, and bent down to tie a rope around the cinch on Barbara's wrists, pulling the end down to the bottom rung of the chair, tethering Barbara to it. "Now, can you stand up?" Julie asked. Barbara struggled, but she was able to go absolutely nowhere. She was amazed that this simple little tether prevented her not only from getting up from the chair, but from moving much at all from her current position. She shook her head. "Good!" Julie said. She then grabbed more rope and knelt down in front of Barbara's legs. She proceeded to tie rope around Barbara's calves just below her knees, cinching it off, then again around Barbara's ankles, cinching them off too. She then created a tether from Barbara's ankles to the bottom rung of the chair, just as she had with Barbara's wrists. If Barbara thought she couldn't move before, she was even more restricted now - completely unable to move either her arms or her legs. There was also something about having her legs tightly tied together while sitting upright in this position that put a considerable amount of pressure on her pussy, especially with the crotch rope she had on. She felt her clit throb heavier against the taut rope. Julie then took another length of rope and began winding it around Barbara's midsection and the back of the chair, pulling her tighter against the chair. It really wasn't necessary at all - it's not like she was going anywhere - but it did create the feeling that she was completely secured to the chair, like it was almost a part of her now. Julie stood back and grinned. "Now for the finishing touch," she said, turning around and grabbing a pair of panties on the bed that Barbara hadn't even noticed were there. "These are the panties I slept in last night," Julie said. "Now open wide!" Barbara felt her heart pound as she opened her mouth. The thought of getting to taste Julie's panties again was wildly thrilling. She almost wanted to thank Julie for the privilege of being gagged with them. "They might be a little gross," Julie said as she began stuffing the panties into Barbara's mouth, "but since you're a dirty, perverted, lesbian dolly slut, you probably like having a thirteen year-old girl's dirty panties in your mouth, don't you?" Barbara felt a wave of shame wash over her, even as she mumbled, "Mmm-hmmmff." "I thought so," Julie said, taking another knee sock from her drawer and stretching it across Barbara's mouth, securing the panties in place as she tied off the sock behind her head. Julie then stood back to look at her and grinned. "Aw, Barbara dolly! You look so cute!" Barbara swore she felt the pressure of the crotch rope increase between her legs as her clit throbbed against the tight rope. She couldn't believe how tightly bound she was. The only things she could move were her head and her toes. Julie brought her fingers to her mouth and bit her nails lightly as she looked at her dolly, grinning. "Something's missing..." she mumbled. Then Julie's eyes lit up as she walked up to Barbara, reached out and grabbed the top of her bra, then pulled the cups down, stretching them under her breasts. Julie gasped in delight. "Oh yes, that's better!" she exclaimed. As Julie looked at Barbara's breasts, her eyes widened. "My, don't we have hard nipples today!" she said. Barbara looked down, a blush rising to her cheeks. Her nippes were indeed terribly hard! In fact, her entire body was wildly hot and bothered, not only from the wicked teasing she'd received earlier, but also from the terribly restrictive position she was currently in, the panties that were now in her mouth, and of course from what her young mistress was wearing! "Such a naughty lesbian dolly slut," Julie said, narrowing her eyes. She then stood back up, switching tones. "So as I said earlier," Julie said, "today is going to be a bit of a treat for you. You're going to get to know more of my other dollies that I play with." Julie thought for a second. "Well, I guess you could think of them as your sister dollies. And I'm your mommy, since I own all of you!" With that, Julie turned, knelt, and bent down to reach under her bed. She knelt in such a way that her butt was way up in the air, stretching the black teddy tightly across her rear and between her legs. Barbara's eyes were glued to it, as her clit throbbed even harder against the tight crotch rope. Julie took her time rummaging around, her hips bobbing up and down ever so gently as she searched under her bed. Suddenly, she paused and turned her head over her shoulder. Her eyes narrowed again as she looked at Barbara. Barbara quickly averted her eyes from the beautiful round curves of Julie's bottom. "Were you looking at my butt?" Julie said, accusatorily. Barbara felt her heart pound. Her first instinct was to deny it, but then she thought better about lying to her mistress. Swallowing her pride and feeling her cheeks get hot, she nodded. "Mm-hmmff," she mumbled. "Wow," Julie said, "you really ARE a dirty, lesbian dolly slut. You really can't help yourself around girls my age, can you?" Barbara felt her cheeks get hotter. "Hmm-mmm," she mumbled. "Here I am trying to do something nice for you and all you can do is stare at my butt and think dirty, perverted lesbian thoughts! It's a good thing you're tied up right now or you probably wouldn't be able to stop yourself from touching or grabbing my butt, would you?" Barbara felt herself hot with shame even as she felt her clit throb with arousal. "Hmm-mmm," she mumbled. "As dirty as you are, you'd probably even try to kiss or lick it, wouldn't you?" Julie said. Oh God, why did Julie have to be so cruel? The thoughts Julie was planting in her head were terribly arousing, but she couldn't help feeling terrible shame for feeling that way. "Mmm-hmmmff," Barbara groaned. Julie rolled her eyes. "I swear. I'd tell you to control yourself, but I know you can't help it. It's just in your sick, perverted nature to think about teenage girls and doing dirty things with them. So gross." With that, Julie reached back under her bed and pulled out a box. She then set it on her bed and opened it. She pulled out a doll and held it up. "This," she said, holding the doll close to her face, "is Julie. In case you can't tell, she's me!" Barbara immediately saw the resemblance. The doll's features did resemble Julie's, and the doll was even wearing tight red jeans and a white t-shirt, the same outfit Julie had worn the day after Barbara arrived. Barbara felt her clit twitch again at the idea that Julie had a doll version of herself. "Julie's job is to punish the other dolls when they misbehave," Julie said. "And they're ALWAYS misbehaving!" Julie looked at the doll version of herself. "But, you know, she should really be wearing something else." With that, Julie pulled the clothes off the Julie doll and pulled out a black one-piece that was very similar to the black teddy she currently had on. "There," Julie said. "That's better." Julie then reached back into the box and pulled out another doll, holding it up for Barbara. "This is Miss Grant," Julie said. "She's my teacher from sixth grade last year." Barbara looked at the doll. She had blonde hair up in a bun and was wearing a low-cut white blouse, a short black miniskirt, long black stockings, and bright red pumps. "She's young for a teacher, and very pretty, and last year was her first year teaching at any school. She was also very naughty and hasn't been properly punished for it," Julie said, and set the doll aside. She then pulled out a doll-sized desk and a doll-sized chair, and set them aside as well. "So now, today," Julie said, pushing the box aside and setting up the small desk and chair, "she's going to get what she deserves." Julie then picked up the Miss Grant doll and stood her behind the small desk. She then picked up Julie doll and sat her in front of Miss Grant. "Good morning class," Julie said in a different voice, moving the Miss Grant doll a little. "Good morning Miss Grant," Julie said in another voice just a little higher. Julie sat her doll down, having it watch as Miss Grant moved about the classroom. "Hmm-hmm-hmmm-hmm-hmmmm..." Julie hummed, as Miss Grant went about her business. "Wow," the Julie doll said. "Look at what Miss Grant is wearing - again! That outfit is definitely not appropriate for the classroom. This goes on every single day! I think I'm finally gonna have to have a talk with her about it." The Julie doll raised her hand. "Miss Grant?" "Yes, Julie?" "Can I talk to you after class?" "Sure you can." Julie then made the dolls move around some more, then mimicked the sound of a bell ringing. "Okay Julie," Miss Grant said. "What's on your mind?" "I think you know," Julie said. "Excuse me?" Miss Grant said. "It's not like it's exactly a secret," Julie said. "Every single day, you dress in really tight, really revealing clothes that you show your body off in. Look at the blouse you're wearing today. Every time you bend forward, the entire class can see your boobs! And look at how short that skirt is. Every time you turn around and bend over, we can practically see your panties! You know as well as I do that's not very appropriate for a sixth-grade class." "I... I... ummm..." Miss Grant stammered. "But more than that," Julie went on, "I've seen you look at me when you do it, too. And I've seen you look at Alyssa. That's VERY inappropriate." "I... I don't know what..." Miss Grant mumbled. "Oh yes you do," Julie said. "Stop playing dumb. How would you like it if Alyssa and I were to go into principal Reed's office and explain that you've been making eyes at the girls in your class while wearing skimpy clothing and showing off your big round tits and ass?" "I... uh... ummm..." Miss Grant stammered. "You've been VERY naughty, Miss G," Julie said. "And if you don't want the principal to punish you, I'm going to have to be the one to do it." Barbara felt the ropes around her body grip her even tighter. Either that or she was unconsciously squirming in her bonds. As if she wasn't already hot enough, the scenario Julie was creating in front of her was getting her almost uncomfortably aroused. She yearned to touch her clit, but that was completely out of the question. She did, however, have the slightest bit of wiggle room in her hips. She could move the muscles in her lower back about an inch forward or back. Moving them forward pushed her pussy tighter into the crotch rope. Moving them back straightened her spine more, putting pressure from the crotch rope against her pereneum and causing her thighs to squeeze tighter together, which also added pressure to her pussy. She couldn't decide which felt better, so she alternated back and forth as subtly as possible, trying not to draw any attention to herself. Meanwhile, Julie was busy pulling the clothes off the Julie doll and putting a black one-piece on her, an item that was very similar to the black teddy she currently wore. "There," Julie said, finishing dressing her doll. "Now Julie's ready to punish her." Barbara felt her clit twitch. "Okay Miss G," Julie said, speaking in her doll voice again. "First thing's first. You've got to be tied up. I don't want you trying to run off and escape your punishment. Now, hands behind your back." "No, no, you've got me all wrong, Julie!" Miss Grant protested. "Um, I don't think so," Julie said, tying the hands of the Miss Grant doll behind her back. "I know what I saw. I see every day how you look at me and Alyssa, and several of the other girls too. And how do you explain these clothes and the way you're always bending over all the time?" "I... I... you don't understand... I..." Miss Grant said. "You know what I think?" Julie said. "I think you talk too much." With that, Julie took a small strip of cloth and pulled it across the Miss Grant doll's mouth, tying it off behind her head. "Mmmm-mmmm-mmmmmfff! Mmm-mmm-mmmmmff!" Miss Grant mumbled. "There," Julie said. "Now I don't have to hear any more of your stupid excuses. I know exactly what you're doing - you're dressing up all sexy and slutty because you want the girls in your class to look at you." "Mmmm-mmm-mmmmfff!" Miss Grant mumbled. "Yes you do," Julie said. "You wear low-cut blouses so they can look at your big boobs. And you wear really short, tight skirts because you want them to look at your butt and see your panties. The other day, you bent over right in front of Kayley Williams, practically sticking your butt right in her face!" "Mmmm-mmmm-mmmmmmff!" Miss Grant mumbled. "Why do you want the girls to look at your panties, Miss G?" Julie said. "Are you trying to tease them? Are you trying to get them excited? Is that what you're trying to do? Are you trying to make their panties wet?" "Mmmmm-mmmm-mmmmmmmff!" "You realize that these are sixth-grade girls, don't you, Miss G?" Julie said. "You are trying to excite sixth-grade girls and make their little panties wet. That's very naughty, Miss G. VERY naughty. You know who does that? Dirty, perverted, lesbian sluts. That's who." "Mmmmmmm-mmmmm-mmmmmmmmmff!" Miss Grant squealed, squirming around. "Shut up. Turn around," Julie said, turning Miss Grant around and bending her over the desk. "You're going to get your punishment now." Barbara was blown away by the scenario being acted out in front of her. She was wildly aroused and was squirming her hips back and forth even heavier now. She was on the verge of orgasm, but dared not come before Julie gave her permission. This was insanely hot! Meanwhile, Julie had reached back into the box and pulled out a black crayon, a roll of black electrical tape, and a pocket knife. She peeled the paper off the crayon, snapped it in half, and opened the knife. She then began to whittle at the broken end of the crayon until it resembled a curved tip. Julie then pulled off a piece of electrical tape, cut it with the pocket knife, and stretched it wide. With the tip of the knife, she poked a small hole in the center of the piece of tape. She then proceeded to push the crayon through the hole until it was almost all the way through. Barbara watched with utter fascination. She had a pretty good idea where this was going, and it only made her squirm her hips harder. Julie then placed the piece of tape with the crayon sticking out right against the Julie doll's hips, and stretched the ends of the tape around her hips and back. She now looked like she was wearing a black strap-on cock. "Ready, Miss G?" the Julie doll said as she approached the bent-over Miss Grant from behind. Julie then pulled the doll's skirt up, exposing some black panties, which she pulled down the doll's thighs. "This is what you get for teasing sixth-grade girls all year long and making their little panties wet." She then shoved the Julie doll with the strap-on up against the bent-over Miss Grant. "MMMMMMMMMMFFF!" Miss Grant squealed. "Hey!" Julie barked. "No loud noises now because there still might be people around. Dirty, perverted, lesbian sluts need to take their punishment quietly." Julie then began to thrust the Julie doll up against the Miss Grant doll again and again, the dolls making a loud 'click' each time they connected. Barbara was driven wild by all this. She was breathing heavily as she squirmed in her bonds, trying desperately not to grunt or make too much noise. This was unbelievable! A few times she actually thought she might be able to come silently and get away with it, but the consequences if Julie found out were simply too great. She had to be patient and hold back. "MMMMMMMMMMMFF!! MMMMMMMMMMMMFF!!" the Miss Grant doll squealed. Click. Click. Click. "I told you to be quiet!" the Julie doll barked. Click. Click. Click. Julie then reached over and picked up another doll, standing her up and walking up to Miss Grant and Julie. "Madison!" the Julie doll gasped. "What is the goody-two-shoes, teacher's pet doing here now??" "I... I..." the Madison doll stammered. "Shut up. You've seen too much," the Julie doll said. "Get in here." "What... what are you doing?!" the Madison doll said in shock. "None of your business," Julie said. "But since you're here, you might as well have a seat and enjoy the show. But first, of course, you've gotta be tied up. Hands behind your back." Julie then proceeded to tie the Madison doll's wrists behind her back and sit her down in the doll-sized chair. "Now sit here. You'll probably actually enjoy watching this," Julie said. "But... but... I can't! You've got to let me go!" Madison cried. "Uuggh!" Julie groaned. "I thought I told you to be quiet! Here, I know something that'll shut you up." With that, she pulled off the panties from Miss Grant's legs. "Now open your mouth. You'll probably like the taste of your teacher's dirty panties." Julie then stretched the panties across Madison's face. "Mmmmff-mmmmfff-mmmmmmmfff!" Madison squealed. "There, that's better," Julie said. "Now I've gotta get back to business, punishing Miss G." Julie then approached Miss Grant from behind and began thrusting into her again. Click. Click. Click. "You're such a naughty lesbian slut," Julie said. "Did you tease Madison too? I bet you did." "Mmmmmff-mmmmmfff-mmmmmffff!" Miss Grant and Madison squealed. "In fact," Julie went on, "why was Madison coming down to your classroom this late anyway? School's been out for over an hour! Were you about to do something naughty together??" Click. Click. Click. "Mmmm-mmmmm-mmmmmmmmmmff!" "Is that the real reason Madison's the teacher's pet?" Julie said. "Does she come to you after school for some naughty time? Do you show her your panties? Do you take off your clothes for her?" Click. Click. Click. "MMmmmmmmmmmmmfff!" "And what about you, Madison? Do you like that? Do you like looking at Miss G when she wears these tight skirts and low-cut blouses?" Julie said. "Mmm-mmm-mmmmmf!" Madison squealed. "I bet you do, don't you? You're one of the girls it actually works on, aren't you? You stare at Miss G's boobs popping out of her blouse and your panties get all slimy and wet, don't they?" "Mmmmmm-mmmmm-mmmmmmfff!" "In fact," Julie said, "you're probably excited watching us right now, aren't you? Do you like watching me fuck Miss G with a strap-on? I bet you do, don't you?" "Mmmmm-mmmmmm-mmmmmmmmff!" "Let's check," Julie said, pulling out of Miss Grant and walking over to Madison. Julie put her hand between Madison's legs and gasped. "Oh my God, you're soaking all the way through! Dirty, dirty little Madison!" "Mmmmm-mmmmmm-mmmmmmmff!" "Do you see that, Miss G?" Julie said. "Do you see how wet Madison is? She likes watching you get fucked by my big, black strap-on. She's a dirty, perverted lesbian slut just like you!" "Mmmmm-mmmmmm-mmmmmmff!" "You know, I think you need to do something about that," Julie said. "Get up, Miss G. Come over here," Julie said, standing Miss Grant up and walking her over to Madison. "Now get down," Julie said, pushing Miss Grant down to her knees in front of the bound and gagged teenager. "Spread your legs, Madison," Julie said. "Show Miss G how wet you got watching me fuck her." "Mmmm-mmmmm-mmmmmmmff!" Madison squealed as Julie spread her legs open. "Now let's get these panties off and show her all the goodies!" Julie said, removing Madison's pants and panties. "You see?" Julie said to Miss Grant. "I think something should be done about that, what do you think?" "Mmmm-mmmmm-mmmmmmff!" Miss Grant squealed. "Yep," Julie said. "I think that gag's gonna have to come off and you're going to have to fix Madison's problem. It takes a dirty, perverted, lesbian slut to make another dirty, perverted, lesbian slut come! Now get to work!" With that, Julie pulled the gag off Miss Grant and shoved her face down between Madison's legs. Barbara was delirious. She was huffing and squirming harder than ever, even as her bonds held her tighter than ever. She couldn't believe how restricted she was and felt absolutely tortured at her inability to move. But holy fucking shit! This was the hottest fucking thing she'd ever seen! She couldn't believe how wickedly creative her mistress was being with these dolls. This was way beyond anything she'd seen Julie do with her dolls yet! The mind of this girl! Barbara couldn't help it. When she saw Julie shove Miss Grant's head between Madison's legs, she jerked her hips a little too hard and grunted loudly. She panicked, knowing Julie had heard her and strained with every muscle and fiber in her body not to come. Julie whipped her head up and looked Barbara in the eyes. "My Barbara dolly isn't having a cummy right now, is she?" Barbara was huffing loudly. "Mmmm-mmmmmff! Mmmm-mmmmfff!" She hadn't come yet. But she was damn close. "She'd better not be," Julie said, "or she's not gonna get the surprise I was planning for tonight!" Surprise?? Oh God, Barbara definitely wanted a surprise! Yes, pleeeeeease! She wouldn't come. She swore to herself right then and there she wouldn't. Even as she watched Miss Grant move her head around between Madison's legs and heard Madison scream in orgasm, bucking her hips up into Miss Grant's face. It was terrible, horrible torture, but she promised herself she wouldn't get off. The torture went on and on and on. Barbara couldn't decide if she was in heaven or hell as she watched Julie play with the three dolls for several more minutes as she struggled to maintain her composure. It felt like a bit of both at times, but she was definitely leaning more toward heaven. After Miss G received her punishment, Julie introduced her to more dolls - one after the other, as they were all punished by Julie in some form or another. By the end of it all, Barbara was a hot, frustrated mess; her panties a hot, sticky swamp. The entire day she had been hovering around the edge of orgasm, but never allowed herself to spill over. There were two times, however, when she came dangerously close - when Julie was 'washing' her in the shower, and when Miss G went down on Madison. Holding back those orgasms were some of the most difficult things she'd had to ever do, but she was proud of herself for doing them. She could only hope that she would be rewarded later that night. After Julie untied her, Barbara felt utterly disoriented. When Lisa and Brian got home, she couldn't even talk to them in coherent sentences and blamed it on her not feeling well. She was truly slipping down a rabbit hole here and it was moments like this that made her wonder who she even was anymore. When evening came, it felt like sweet relief. There was no more pretending, no more trying to appear normal to Lisa and Brian, no more suppressing her feelings. She could finally relax and be herself again. Herself? What even was that anymore? Was this who she really was? A perverted lesbian bondage slave to her thirteen year-old niece?? She was having a hard time picturing herself as anything else. As Julie came into her room to tie her up that evening, she couldn't help but think about the surprise Julie had mentioned. She desperately wanted some orgasmic relief. She needed it terribly. But she knew better than to ask. Julie would tell her if and when it was ok. That's just how it was. But it was at the forefront of Barbara's mind the whole time Julie was tying her up. When Julie told her to strip completely, Barbara felt a heavy thrill. 'This is it!' she thought. She readied herself for anything as Julie went about tying her up. This time Julie tied her wrists down at her hips with ropes secured to her upper thighs. This was quite comfortable, but Barbara was surprised at how little mobility it allowed her arms. She simply could not move her wrists from their spot. Her hands were as good as tied behind her back. Julie gagged her with a simple long sock tied around her head, then told her to get on the bed. Once on the bed, Julie pulled Barbara's feet apart and tied ropes around each of her ankles, securing them down to the legs of the bed. Barbara was now lying down completely naked, gagged with a long sock, wrists secured at her sides, and legs spread apart. Her pussy was terribly wet, and she waited for Julie's next move. But Julie just smiled at her, blew her a kiss, and walked out the door, closing it behind her. What?? What was going on? Wasn't there going to be a surprise? Barbara had been such a good dolly today! Barbara told herself not to get discouraged - that Julie would be back any minute. But five minutes went by, then ten, then fifteen, then twenty. Julie hadn't come back. Barbara writhed and twitched on the bed as the minutes ticked by. She struggled in her bonds, trying to pull her wrists free so she could reach her aching clit, but her wrists were tightly secured. It was terribly frustrating as her hands were so close to her crotch, and a few times she even stretched her fingers to within a couple inches of her clit. But a couple inches was still too far away. Barbara huffed through her gag, wishing Julie had at least tied her legs together. At least then she could squeeze her thighs together and possibly try to stimulate herself that way, but with her legs wide apart like this, there was nothing she could do. Was Julie really going to leave her like this all night? That would be so cruel! After an hour, Barbara was starting to resign herself to the fact that Julie wasn't coming back. What happened? Had she done something wrong that Julie didn't like? Barbara replayed the day's events in her mind in as much detail as possible to try to figure out where she had displeased her mistress. Then Barbara remembered that Julie chastised her for looking at her butt when she was rummaging around under her bed. Was that it?? God, why had she done that! It was so stupid! But Julie's butt looked SOOO good spread wide like that, stretching the thin material of her teddy across her smooth, round cheeks... how could she NOT look?? UGH! Why was she like this?? Why did she have to be turned on by her thirteen year-old niece?? She was sick and dirty and perverted, and now her sick perversion had cost her her surprise. She was so stupid! Stupid Barbara, stupid! But then Barbara remembered that was before Julie even mentioned anything about a surprise. So that couldn't have been it. It must have been something else. But WHAT?? And then Barbara remembered that Julie had only mentioned anything about a surprise just that one time. Maybe it was just something she said in the moment. Maybe there wasn't going to be a surprise after all. Maybe Barbara was getting her hopes up for nothing. How awful that would be! Barbara was just about to give up when she heard the doorknob click. Instantly, her body sprang to life and her heart began pounding in her chest. Was Julie coming back?? Slowly, the door opened, and Julie came into view. She was wearing nothing more than a t-shirt and panties, which caused Barbara's clit to ache all over again. Julie slowly closed the door behind her, then locked it. As soon as Barbara heard that door lock, a surge of erotic energy shot through her body. She wasn't crazy after all! Julie was here for her surprise!! Julie, holding her cell phone, snapped a few photos of Barbara, then set the phone down on the mattress. She then walked up to Barbara and placed her hand on her cheek. Barbara's heart melted as she looked into the girl's eyes. Julie was as gorgeous as ever. Barbara sighed into her gag as she stared dreamily into her mistress's eyes. "My dolly was very good today," Julie said, smiling down at her. "I know how hard it was for her to meet all of my dollies, watch them get punished, and not have any dolly cummies. It was very hard, wasn't it?" Barbara nodded. Fuck yes, it was. "I know it was," Julie said. "Especially since my dolly is so perverted and dirty. It must have been really hard for dolly earlier in the shower too, wasn't it?" Barbara nodded again. "I know it was. My dolly has a really terrible perversion being attracted to teenage girls. It must have been really hard seeing my naked, thirteen year-old body, wasn't it?" Barbara felt heat rise to her neck and cheeks and a sense of shame flood her body. Why did Julie have to go here again? She nodded. "That's really dirty. I mean, I don't even really have boobs yet, but seeing my tiny naked titties probably got your clit hard and your pussy wet, didn't it?" Barbara felt her face get hotter. Why was Julie doing this?? She swallowed dryly as she nodded. "Such a dirty dolly. You'd probably like to see my tiny naked titties now, wouldn't you?" Barbara felt her clit twitch. Yes, she would, but she felt awful about it. She nodded, her face hot with shame. Julie then put one knee on the mattress and slowly began to climb onto it. Barbara's heart pounded as she watched Julie swing one leg over her middle and slowly sat her thin panty-covered butt down on Barbara's midsection. Barbara felt a hot wave of eroticism course through her at the weight of Julie's perfect butt against her body. Barbara had never had this much contact with Julie before, apart from the shower that morning. Feeling the girl's skin against hers and the weight of her body was unbelievably thrilling. Julie was just sitting on her, but it felt powerfully intimate. "It's really wrong, dolly, for you to want to see a thirteen year-old's naked titties," Julie said. Once again, Barbara felt hot shame. "But I know you can't help your perversion. And you were a good dolly today," Julie said. With that, she grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it up and over her head. She was now naked save for her panties. Barbara felt her clit twitch again as she laid eyes on her niece's small but perfectly-shaped budding breasts. Her skin was smooth with adorable little red nipples that were tight and hard. "You like them, don't you, dolly?" Barbara swallowed dryly as she nodded. "Yes, I know you like naked teenage girl titties," Julie said, reaching her hands up and cupping her small boobs. "You'd look at them all day long if you could, wouldn't you?" Barbara nodded, feeling herself get hotter. "You'd look at as many teenage girl titties as you could, wouldn't you? All the girls in my junior high class. You'd like that, wouldn't you, dolly? To see the naked titties of all the girls in my junior high class?" Barbara's face was burning. Still, she nodded. "I thought so," Julie said. "What about the high school down the road? Would you like to see all those girls' naked titties too? Or are they too old for you?" Barbara bit down on her gag and squeezed her eyes shut. She shook her head. "No, what?" Julie said. "No, you wouldn't like to see them, or no, they're not too old for you?" Barbara just laid there, confused and deliriously horny. "You would like to see them, wouldn't you?" Julie said, now gently rocking her hips against Barbara's body. Barbara nodded. "I thought so," Julie said. "But that's bad," she said. "Because they're still underage. And you're a grown forty year-old woman." Barbara felt the intense heat of shame once again. She knew Julie was just messing with her. But it still hurt. "You'd want to see their pussies too, wouldn't you?" Julie said. Barbara squeezed her eyes shut. Then she nodded. "I thought so," Julie said. "Because you're dirty and perverted. That's really wrong, dolly, and you know it. But you also can't help it. You have a really bad perversion, dolly. Wanting to see teenage girls' pussies." Barbara wished she could crawl away and hide. But she couldn't because she had a gorgeous, nearly naked thirteen year-old goddess sitting on her. "You want to lick them too, don't you?" Julie said. Barbara felt like she was about to cry. She nodded. "I know you do. I saw how hot you got when Miss G started licking Madison's pussy. You wished you were Miss G, didn't you?" Barbara was a complete mess. She nodded. "Yes, I know you did. You have a deep, strong desire to lick teenage pussy, don't you?" Barbara's mouth was completely dry. She nodded. "I know you do," Julie said, smiling at her. "Because that's what lesbian dolly sluts do." Julie sat there, looking at her for several seconds. "And as I said," she went on, reaching her arms out so her fingertips grazed Barbara's nipples, "you were a very good dolly today." Barbara's heart was pounding. What was happening right now? "So you're going to get a surprise," Julie said. "But you have to promise not to make any noise, ok?" Barbara nodded, her heart ready to burst out of her chest. Julie then stood up on the bed, hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties, and rolled them down her hips and legs, stepped out of them, then dropped them on the bed. Fully nude, she knelt back down, straddling Barbara's waist. She then leaned forward, reached under Barbara's head, and began untying her gag. "You're going to lick your first teenage pussy tonight, dolly. And you're not going to stop until I say so. Understand?" Barbara nodded, her previously dry mouth suddenly salivating copiously. "Ready?" Julie said, walking on her knees until they were on either side of Barbara's face. Barbara could barely believe this was real life right now. She was looking up directly into the most immaculate slit she had ever seen with the most heavenly aroma she had ever smelled. Julie's perfect sex was inches from her face. And it was about to get even closer. For a brief moment, Barbara felt completely unworthy to even be in the proximity of something so perfect and divine. What would she even do to such a thing? But before Barbara was able to form another coherent thought, Julie lowered herself down, pressing her smooth, soft lips against Barbara's mouth. Barbara felt her nipples tighten and her clit throb heavily as Julie's flavors spread across her lips. She hesitated for only the briefest of moments before remembering she had a task to perform and her mistress was expecting her to carry it out. So she obediently opened her mouth and pressed her tongue between her mistress's perfectly smooth, young lips, tasting Julie's sweet nectar for the first time. And wow, was there a lot of it! "HHhhhhhhhhhHHH!" Julie gasped adorably, her hips shifting and twitching in response. Barbara didn't know for sure, but she imagined she might be the very first person to ever taste this honey, and she wanted to make sure she did right by her mistress. She pressed her tongue flat and firmly against Julie's folds and opened her mouth wide, sealing her lips around Julie's entire sex. She sucked with her lips and licked firmly with her tongue, pulling as much of that heavenly nectar into her mouth as she could. Julie gasped sharply. "Oh my God!" she cried breathily. "Oh Barbara dolly!" Barbara kept sucking and licking as Julie squirmed her hips around above her in response. Julie was gasping and breathing heavily, which was absolute music to Barbara's ears. "You've... never done this before, have you... Barbara dolly?" Julie gasped. Barbara gently shook her head, careful to keep her lips and tongue in their proper places - pleasuring her mistress to the best of their ability. "Wow," Julie gasped. "You're a natural!" For a moment, Barbara felt like the tables were actually reversed. Yes, she was the one tied up on her back with a girl straddling her face, but she was the one in control of giving her mistress pleasure now. She felt a surge of empowerment rush through her at the thought of making her mistress come, and moved her tongue up to caress the young girl's clit. "Oh my God," Julie groaned. "You were born to lick teenage pussy!" 'Maybe I was,' Barbara thought as she continued munching away. Not only could she live with that, but she was pretty confident she could thrive on it. "Oh yes, Barbara dolly," Julie groaned, gyrating her hips around against Barbara's mouth. "Lick me. Lick me faster." Barbara did as she was told, licking faster, even as her jaw was beginning to ache. But there was no way she was stopping before her mistress achieved orgasm. "Oh yes," Julie moaned, her hands reaching up to cup and squeeze her own small tits. "Lick my thirteen year-old pussy like the dirty, lesbian slut you are!" Barbara licked faster. Instead of shame this time though, she felt pride. This was her job in life. To lick her thirteen year-old mistress's pussy and make her come harder than she ever has before. She was fully owning it now. "Oh God," Julie moaned, grinding her hips faster against Barbara's face. "Faster, Barbara dolly, faster!" Barbara's jaw ached terribly, but she flicked her tongue as rapidly as her muscles would allow. Julie's hips were jerking against her face, smearing her juices all over her cheeks, chin, and nose. It was hard to stay focused on her clit with all this movement. "Faster Barbara dolly! Oh God!" Julie groaned. Barbara drew deep within her body and found the strength to keep going, pushing herself even faster. "Uuunnnhhhh!" Julie groaned. "Oh fuck! I'm gonna come in your dirty, fucking lesbian mouth!" Barbara pushed herself further still, licking with everything she had. "UUNNHH!" Julie grunted, jerking her hips tight against Barbara's face. Her hips burst into trembles as her thighs gripped the sides of Barbara's face. Barbara felt cocooned by Julie's thighs, pussy, and ass, squeezed from all sides as she actually felt Julie's muscles contracting and pulsing against her tongue. Everything was so tight she had very little movement, but she did try to wiggle her tongue as best she could. Julie's thighs were clamped around her ears but she did hear a few more muffled squeals and felt several sporadic jerks forward against her face. The entire experience was like a dream. It was everything Barbara hoped it would be and more. Julie was clamping her so tight Barbara actually couldn't breathe, and she thought to herself if she had to die, she couldn't think of any other way she'd rather go. And just when Barbara thought she was going to lose consciousness, Julie relaxed her grip and fell back, allowing Barbara to suck in a cool breath of fresh air. Julie collapsed back against Barbara's body, her butt crushing Barbara's breasts, and her head back between Barbara's legs. Barbara reveled in the wonderful smooth warmth of the girl's skin on her own, and especially in the rise and fall of Julie's post-orgasmic breaths, coinciding with her own gasps. "Wow," she heard Julie's voice say after several seconds. "So THAT'S what all the fuss is about!" Barbara's mind spun as she realized she was the first person to perform oral sex on Julie. She considered herself the luckiest human being on the planet right then. After several more seconds of catching their breaths, Julie slowly slid down Barbara's body until she was sitting up on the mattress between Barbara's spread legs. She looked at Barbara and smiled dreamily. "You did very well, Barbara dolly," Julie said. She looked at her for a few more seconds, then yawned. "I suppose you deserve a dolly cummy for that... but I'm just so tired. Who knew that could take so much out of you!" Barbara received a surge of adrenaline at the suggestion that she might receive a 'dolly cummy.' She'd been so deliriously horny all day and desperately needed some relief. But that had been shot down by Julie's comment about how tired she was. Was Barbara EVER going to get relief for all she went through today?? "Besides," Julie went on, "it's not my job to do that anyway. And you're all tied up, so I don't really see what can be done." Barbara was huffing, feeling like she was about to pout. She couldn't believe she'd been reduced to this state by her thirteen year-old mistress. She just wanted to cry! Or beg! Or anything! But would Julie allow her to beg? She knew she wasn't supposed to speak without being spoken to. This was torture! She squirmed in her bonds, wriggling her hips. "What's wrong, Barbara dolly? Is something the matter?" Julie asked. Barbara nodded. Was this an invitation to speak? She wasn't sure. "Tell me why you're wiggling your hips," Julie said. "I give you permission to speak." Suddenly Barbara didn't know exactly what she would say. She knew what she wanted, but how would she say it? "I..." she said, suddenly feeling incredibly self-conscious. She couldn't remember the last time she'd actually spoken words to Julie. And vocalizing her desire right now felt terribly awkward. "I... want to come," she said. As soon as she said it, she felt a strange sense of shame wash over her. She felt like a little girl asking her parents permission to go to the bathroom. Julie tilted her head to the side as she broke into a smile. "Aw, dolly, that's cute!" she said. "Licking my pussy got you all excited, didn't it?" Barbara nodded, feeling her cheeks get hot. "Your dirty lesbian pussy got wet at the thought of having sex with a thirteen year-old, didn't it?" Julie said. Barbara nodded, feeling like she was about to pout again. "Let's see how wet," Julie said leaning down and spreading Barbara's pussy lips with both thumbs. Barbara gasped at the contact. "Oh wow! You're soaking!" Julie said. "My, you really ARE a dirty, lesbian dolly slut!" Barbara felt shame, despite how horny she was. "I just don't know what to do about you, dolly," Julie said. "I mean, I'm definitely not untying you. And I'm definitely not about to use any of my precious energy to give you a dolly cummy. But I suppose..." Julie said, leaning back and stretching her arms and legs out. One of her legs she stretched right between Barbara's until her foot pressed flat against Barbara's sopping pussy. "You could try to get yourself off, if you can. You were a pretty good dolly today, after all." Barbara sighed as she felt the girl's wonderful, warm foot press against her slick, wet sex. Oh God, it was heavenly! Immediately, she pressed her hips up against the warm flesh, crushing her clit into the arch of Julie's foot. "HHHhhhhhhhhhHHH!" she sighed loudly. "Oops, almost forgot!" Julie said, pulling her foot back and getting to her knees. She reached over and picked up her panties that she'd dropped on the mattress earlier. "Can't have you making any noise! My parents are down the hall, remember?" With that, Julie wadded up her panties, and Barbara obediently opened her mouth. Julie stuffed them inside, then grabbed the sock she had gagged Barbara with earlier, and tied it around her head, securing the panties in place. Julie then picked up her phone from the mattress and sat back down between Barbara's legs, placing her foot against Barbara's pussy again, and unlocked her phone. "Hurry up, Barbara dolly," Julie said, absent-mindedly scrolling through her phone. "I'm tired and want to go to bed." Barbara sucked on the panties in her mouth as she pushed her hips out, thrusting her pussy against the arch of Julie's foot. God, it felt nice. She was grateful for any kind of contact she could get with her mistress. She also just realized that if she could get off now, it would be the first time she would achieve orgasm against a part of her mistress's body! The thought drove her wild and she pushed her hips into Julie's foot again and again. Still looking down at her phone, Julie giggled slightly. "That tickles, Barbara dolly! You're so wet and slimy!" Barbara pushed her hips up and down, sliding her slit along the length of the arch of Julie's foot, and crushing her clit up against the ball of Julie's foot on the up-thrust. Oh God, yes, she thought. She could definitely get off if she kept doing this! "Ew," Julie said, curling her toes. "You're getting my foot all gross!" Barbara prayed Julie wouldn't be grossed out enough to pull her foot away as she thrust harder and faster. She could feel how slick she was by how easily her pussy now slid along Julie's foot, and as she kept going, she could actually hear the wet sounds of her folds sliding along Julie's skin. It was embarrassing, but she could feel herself getting closer and she wasn't about to stop. Julie momentarily shifted her eyes from her phone over to Barbara. She cracked a smile. "You're so funny, Barbara dolly," she said. "You look really silly all tied up like that, humping my foot as hard as you can. I can't believe you want to get off so badly, you're resorting to this! I mean, you're forty years old! It's pretty ridiculous. But I guess that goes to show when you're that sick and perverted, you'll do anything to get yourself off, won't you?" With that, Julie held up her phone and snapped a few more pictures. Barbara couldn't help it - Julie's words were getting to her. She felt degraded and humiliated, and could feel her orgasm slipping away from her. But she fought against it as hard as she could. There was no way she was going to be denied an orgasm now - not after all she'd been through! "Wow, look at you!" Julie said, snapping more photos. "You're really working it!" Julie giggled again. "Are you close, Barbara dolly? Are you close to having your pathetic little dolly cummy against my foot?" Barbara grunted through her gag. She felt her cheeks burning red as she nodded. She little jolt she received each time her clit bumped up against the ball of Julie's foot was wonderful, and she knew it would only be a few more thrusts before she had her desperately needed release. "Good," Julie said. "You can get close, but you can't have your dolly cummy until I say so. Understand?" "Mmmmmffh!" Barbara whined into her gag. Why did Julie have to do this to her?? "Mmm-hmmmmff," she nodded. She was really close, so she reluctantly slowed her thrusts so as not to go over the edge. Julie smiled. "Good dolly," she said. "What are you thinking about right now? Are you thinking about how much you enjoyed licking my pussy?" Barbara huffed through her gag. She nodded. "I'm glad you enjoyed it," Julie said, "because you're going to be doing a lot more of it from now on." Barbara involuntarily gave a heavy thrust against Julie's foot upon hearing these words that almost pushed her over the edge. "Does that excite you?" Julie said. "The idea that you'll be licking my pussy a lot more often?" Barbara huffed. She nodded. "I thought it would," Julie said. "Because you're going to need the practice." Practice? Barbara wondered. For what?? "I mean, I can't go showing you off and not having you be as experienced as possible," Julie said. WHAT?? Showing... her off?? What the hell was she talking about?? "You're going to have to practically be a pro by the time I introduce you to Kat. I want you to absolutely blow her mind," Julie said. Kat?? Who the hell was Kat?? "You're going to be licking a lot of teenage pussy, Barbara dolly," Julie said. "A LOT of teenage pussy. But you have to get really, really good first." Barbara was thrusting her hips desperately. She didn't even know what Julie was talking about, but it made her want to come harder than anything. "Understand?" Julie said. Barbara nodded emphatically. "You're about to have your dolly cummy, aren't you?" Julie said. "You're right on the edge, aren't you?" Barbara nodded, her eyes wide. "Ok, you have my permission," Julie said, then yawned. "And hurry up because I want to go to bed." Barbara grunted as she thrust her hips up rapidly against the ball of Julie's foot. It was only about seven quick thrusts before she seized up and threw her head back, grunting loudly into her gag as the most powerful sensation of orgasmic bliss took hold of her body. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she trembled and shook, spasming over and over against her mistress's foot. Oh God, it was wonderful. Only a few short seconds later, Julie's foot was gone, even though Barbara was sure she would have been able to achieve a second, and possibly even a third orgasm against her mistress's sweet young foot. Instead, she fell back against the bed, huffing and panting through her gag, still tasting the wonderful flavors of her mistress's pussy on the panties in her mouth. Julie stood up on the bed, holding her slick, slimy foot up over Barbara. "Yuck," she said, placing her foot down on Barbara's belly, smearing the wetness across it. She then placed her foot on Barbara's left breast, smearing it with the fluids, then her right breast. She then leaned forward, placing her hand on the headboard and reached her foot up to Barbara's face, smearing the last of the fluids across Barbara's nose and cheeks. "Gross," Julie said, then hopped down from the bed. "Well, that's it for tonight," Julie said, grabbing her t-shirt and phone. Her panties she left stuffed in Barbara's mouth as she turned and walked toward the door. "Goodnight, Barbara dolly," she said, looking back at her aunt. "Maybe you can dream about licking more teenage pussy and think about ways to do it better." With that, she turned and walked out the door. *************************************************